Luyện nghe bài hát How I'm Comin'

Boom, bash, up, I set it off right.
Look around, and turn wet dream to fright night.
You can me R and B, homies, which stands for rough brother,
to my grandmother.
I buck you in the just to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, it on.
I him back down, yo dope, word is bond.
I know you want a of the champ,
But you roll too weak, you couldn't it in my camp.
You thought I for the flip,
But I'm off hip-hop, clip after clip.
I you out there, ripped you for your wear.
inside your video, bust you with a chair.
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Just to make it worse and your pride I'll run it back,
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Click, click, boom, stop dead in tracks.
Stick the in your mouth,
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, out.

(I'm comin'.)
How ya comin',
(I'm comin'.)
is how I'm comin'.

The that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
(Ooh.) you for real, in the guillotine.
Fourteen shots to dome, kid.
I'm doin' time in the game a bid.
Movin' rhymes a package.
So stigetty step up and get your damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
Never step to a man,
Cause your only work on a playground program.
They your little friends, bring you a little ends,
But you still you gotta ride in your benz.
to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya.
Gotta set you on fire, I gassed ya.
Boom, blow, Batman, bang, pow.
(what,) uh, (what,) that's the way goin' down.
My new album no joke.
You want to take me out, how many ya smoke?
I'll never slack again, I'm off the job the mob.
Hey, no prob', solved, on the knob, make 'em soft, drob.
you gotta deal with is real, made of steel.
You can it comin', burnin', buildin', flowin' like an eel.
Movin', killin', breakin', servin' you, like a meal.
Take off clothes, and taste the steel.

Check, baby,
Rockabye baby, on the top.
up your mouth, and taste my gallot.
When your jaw breaks your gold will fall.
will come the monkey, banana clip, and all.
Splat, (buck, buck, buck) all over wit'.
Another O.D.'ed over my war hit.
The way I'm workin', and jerkin', and hurtin', converted.
get murdered, 'cause I waffle birded.
Get your face out the bill, the thrill.
Carry a nine, put hootchies on the bill.
The thought of you gettin' scared me on,
Like my first with my backup tip hard.

So where's your mouth kid? your heart, shorty?
It's all over, cash your chips in, a forty.
You thirsty, you ain't gettin' no mercy, mercy,
And no way that you can rehearse for me.
Murder I wrote, murder I wrote, is I figure.
in my tote, it's in my tote, so I pull the trigger.
Put up your women, your crib, speakers,
Your dog, your cat, your crate, speakers,
Your sister, aunt, your crew, your Knicks.
Got 'em booin', all you mother rappers who that's too tough.
Bam, bam, here's a hit you you had.
A hit that makes you mad, a hit that makes you your dad.
Dead, dead, dead, kill, dead, kill, dead.
Try to battle me, I gots to you in your head.
I pull file, click.
I know good to style, blow.
Livin' wild, when it's come to this I smile.

What did you learn from the lesson I gave ya?
Obey your momma, be on your behavior.
It's endin', and I am recommendin'
You put name as Brendan.
I see y'all is
The that I'm sendin'.
Is there ain't no
Get in the trunk, buy the album, I'm endin'.

is how I'm comin'.
How ya comin',